Harmless fun?
As Burt walked through the door he heard the familiar laughter of his son in the kitchen. He smiled at the thought of how happy his son was. As he was about to head upstairs something stopped him in his tracks.
"See, it's great to mix it up." Kurt's voice said. What!
"You were right." The other voice announced. I presumed it was Blaine. He sounded out of breath.
"Harder." Kurt voice echoed with laughter in his voice. "Blaine harder!"
"What's going on in here?" Burt announced striding into the room. As soon as he saw the mess of the kitchen he instantly regretted sounding so angry.
"We're just baking Mr Hummel." Blaine murmured sounding nervous. Oh god I'd terrified the poor kid.
"Yeah you know. 'If I knew you were coming I'd have baked a cake'" Kurt sang looking worried. He smiled at his dad. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, just make sure you clean up." I announced striding out the kitchen knowing I'd just made a complete ass of myself.
"What was that about?" Blaine asked looking at the now empty door way with wide eyes and raised eyebrows. He was about to turn to Kurt when he felt Kurt's arms wrap around his waist, his lips against the back of his neck. He sighed in contentment and turned around to put his arms around Kurt's neck. They both smiled at each other.
Blaine let out a slight chuckle. "Thank god we didn't go with your naked chef idea."